The Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts is always up for business

In Harry's nervous, expectant, vaguely conflicted thoughts, the big guy under his feet groaned a few times, and then lay down lazily in front of the platform.

As soon as the train stopped, the carriage door was opened from the outside.

The visitor was unexpected, it was the young master Malfoy who had kept a low profile since Harry was sprayed into the hospital by Snape.

When Crabbe and Goyle were stuck at the door, Harry and the others also stood up, and Ron and Neville subconsciously tried to stand in front of Harry.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to find trouble." While speaking, Malfoy raised his arms slightly, revealing empty palms.

Whether it is the world of wizards or Muggles, showing that you are unarmed is an expression of goodwill.

"I just came to say goodbye to my classmates. Goodbye at the beginning of school, Mr. Potter, Miss Granger." Malfoy showed a gentle and familiar smile on his face, and every time he said a name, he would pay attention to it.

When his eyes shifted to Ron, the boy couldn't help tensing his right arm, and the wand exchanged for unicorn hair was being held firmly in the palm of his hand.

In fact, Malfoy almost hit Ron when he entered the door. Fortunately, he didn't remember which spell to use for a while, so that the subconscious reaction didn't cause trouble.

Of course, this was also because Malfoy sent Harry to the doctor last time, which changed Ron's impression of the golden-haired boy in front of him, and he felt a little guilty for misunderstanding Malfoy and beating him.

But even so, if Malfoy insulted himself, he would still beat the Onsa kid out.

"Well, there are also Mr. Weasley and Longbottom, so let's say goodbye and wish you a happy holiday." Malfoy politely greeted everyone, took a step back, and then turned around with two The partners leave.

But who knows...

"what!"

Malfoy let out a short exclamation, and angrily pressed his shoulder against Goyle, which freed him and Crabbe.

These two guys had been stuck in the doorway, and Malfoy bumped into them when he turned around, which really startled him.

After figuring out the situation, there is a feeling of filling the cup with [-]% and stepping on shit after filling it.

Brother, I performed so perfectly just now, before I left, you two messed up my image just now.

"Pfft~"

After hearing Hermione's uncontrollable chuckle, Malfoy blushed even more, and pushed the two big guys to leave.

"Hahahaha~~~~~~"

Ron was a little confused by Malfoy, and then he realized that he couldn't stop laughing.

Perhaps this incident itself was not that interesting, but Malfoy's speech and behavior after entering the door made him feel a little blocked, and he naturally laughed mercilessly when he found an opportunity.

Now Malfoy didn't want to leave, he had to ask that red-haired boy, are you polite?

Seeing Malfoy turning around and staring at him, Ron suddenly felt a little guilty. The wanton laughter stopped abruptly. Because he stopped too quickly, he continued to cough. Neville, who was beside him, quickly patted him. the younger generation.

"Boom, bang, bang."

Hearing the low and percussive sound, Malfoy suddenly became less angry.

Coughing, Ron waved his back to Neville, please don't hit him, otherwise he will be gone.

If he hadn't known Neville's upright character, Ron would have thought he was a killer sent by Fred and George.

After Neville stopped, Ron quickly picked up the half cup of pumpkin juice that Harry had left behind, and drank it down, which made him feel better.

"Sorry, he just..." Harry apologized for his good friend, but he didn't know how to explain it. After seeing that Ron was fine, he simply put him aside and expressed his doubts.

"Malfoy, I don't know if it's appropriate to say that, but compared to before, you've changed a lot, you're just... a gentleman?"

Malfoy's eyes lit up, didn't they?Did everyone find out?

If you say that, I won't be embarrassed.

The little gentleman who had just been affirmed by others opened his mouth to say something, but looked around after hearing the movement outside the door.

"Hold on."

Malfoy went to Crabbe and Goyle outside the door. After the train arrived, the students packed their luggage and walked down one after another. The two big men standing there were really in the way, but if they were allowed to come in, the space in the carriage would be limited. too crowded.

"Brothers, go back to the carriage to pack your luggage, and then wait on the platform, I'll be there in a while." Patting the shoulders of the two, Malfoy signaled them to leave first.

The big guys were still a little worried about his safety, but the boss had already made up his mind, and the two had no choice but to obey his orders reluctantly.

However, before leaving, he still stared into the compartment with threats in his eyes, and then staggered along the flow of people to the compartment where the luggage was stored.

"It's fine now, otherwise it would be too disturbing to let them block there." Malfoy closed the car door, and there were voices saying hello and farewell outside, it was too noisy.

"I really suspect that you were dropped by someone, it's too unbelievable." Ron looked surprised, and almost couldn't help but want to step forward and lift Malfoy's robe to see if there was another person hidden inside.

"It's really unbelievable that my performance at the beginning of school was so bad." Malfoy laughed at himself, and began to frankly describe his mental journey.

"I was born in an aristocratic family with a long history. Since I was very young, I have longed to become a real noble gentleman and have been working hard towards my goal."

Under the utmost restraint, Malfoy couldn't help but glared at Ron. What the hell did you look like when you talked about your background?

"I have seen a lot of scenes of aristocrats socializing. Men hold wine glasses and compliment each other, and women are in groups, showing off their families, wealth, children or other things to each other. At that time, I thought this was the life of aristocrats."

Talking about his past experience, Mr. Malfoy was full of regrets. The power of role models cannot be ignored.

"Until I entered Hogwarts at the beginning of school, I was still ignorant, and lived absurdly and ridiculously day after day. Fortunately, we have a good teacher, who taught me by example, how to count A true nobleman."

"Ani!" Hearing this, Harry subconsciously called out the familiar name.

"That's right, it's Professor Scamander. It was the teacher who taught me many times that I knew how to be a real nobleman." Speaking of this, Malfoy once again showed a gentle smile on his face.

After hearing Aini's name, the people who were already familiar with him naturally thought why they were so familiar with the smile on Malfoy's face.

Isn't that the usual expression on Aini's face?

"Teacher?" Harry was a little puzzled, the English teacher and the teacher had different pronunciations.

"I'm the teaching assistant of Transfiguration in Slytherin's grade, so I can naturally be regarded as the teacher's student." Malfoy said with some complacency, but after seeing Hermione, he decisively continued to lurk in a low-key manner.

"Gentlemen, maybe we have to go." Hermione interrupted the two who were talking, and gestured to the car window.